Luyện nghe bài hát Birds Of Afeather

Where she no flowers bloom
He's the one I see right
She's the on my lips
A in my fingertips

But who could do you?
And who could do you?

She's the sea I'm in
the ink under my skin
Sometimes i can't tell i am
I leave off and he begins

Oh a pretty, pretty pair
Yes, we are
All, all the king's
And all of his men
tear us apart

Dancing with a and chain
But through it all we still
around a flame
Til ashes, we fade away